[Intro: DD Osama, Edot Babyy, Lawsy]
Grahh, Grahh, Grahh, Grahh (Like, lil’ Rah got clapped in the Uber, I cannot lack in the cab, I’m a shooter, OY or no Y)
Grahh, Grahh, Like, Grahh, Grahh, Grahh, Grahh (3 a.m., I'm in the hotel (Hotel)
Bitch, I'm missing you and that throat, yeah (Oh, yeah, woah)
I'm in her pussy, she like, "Oh, yeah" (Yeah, woah)
Bitch, I'm trappin' hard, make that dope sell
Bitch, it's like 5 a.m. in the hotel (Yeah, hotel)
Kick her out for my ho, yeah (Oh) , Everything for Edot Babyy, It’s Edot-)
[Verse 1: DD Osama]
Miss you Notti, this shit ain’t the same, lost bro and my niggas been going insane (Grahh, Grahh)
E with the Dot put the dot on his brain, let’s spin through the opps make ‘em feel this pain (On Bro)
No Joke, 5 in the morning, I’m missing you throw (Grahh, Grahh)
Ayy yo, bae put the knocks in ‘ya purse, opps come on bro I throw first (Uh Huh, Grahh, Grahh)
Iced out wrist and my fingers is blinging, If I see a [?] I’m leaning
Let’s spin through the ‘Rey with like 2, 4 Chops
Pussy boy talking gotta stop, like, On Bro, Grahh (Pussy boy talking gotta stop, like, like what)
[Verse 2: Edot Babyy]
Talk on bro, then I’m upping this chop
He tried to run, I threw shot after shot (Rrah, Rrah)
Like, they know what we do on that block
Check on the scores, like we up on the opp
Like, lil’ Rah got clapped in the Uber, I cannot lack in the cab I’m a shooter (Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah)
Tried to get up on me, but you can’t, he tried to front, but I clicked on his mans (At All)
Like stop totin’ them knocks that jam (Facts)
SevSideK, spin that shit like a fan
Like DD with me, know Brodie gon’ blam
Everything for Notti, we do what we can (Do what we can)
Try to make it, I follow the man, like if you was him be part of the plan
Caught a opp, like Ricky he ran
Ima spin through the 2’s, we gon’ chill on the land (Chill on the land)
Grahh, off the perk, bitch I get in my feelings (Get in my feelings)
I was broke so I think about killing (think about killing)
Opp thot tried to line me I ain’t with it, Ima shoot first, when I slide ima finish (Ahhhh, yea, yea, yea)
(Grahh, off the perk, bitch I get in my feelings
I was broke so I think about killing
Opp thot tried to line me I ain’t with it, Ima shoot first, when I slide ima finish)
Grahh, Grahh, Grahh, Grahh (Like, lil’ Rah got clapped in the Uber, I cannot lack in the cab, I’m a shooter, OY or no Y)
Grahh, Grahh, Like, Grahh, Grahh, Grahh, Grahh (3 a.m., I'm in the hotel (Hotel)
Bitch, I'm missing you and that throat, yeah (Oh, yeah, woah)
I'm in her pussy, she like, "Oh, yeah" (Yeah, woah)
Bitch, I'm trappin' hard, make that dope sell
Bitch, it's like 5 a.m. in the hotel (Yeah, hotel)
Kick her out for my ho, yeah (Oh) , Everything for Edot Babyy, It’s Edot-)
[Verse 1: DD Osama]
Miss you Notti, this shit ain’t the same, lost bro and my niggas been going insane (Grahh, Grahh)
E with the Dot put the dot on his brain, let’s spin through the opps make ‘em feel this pain (On Bro)
No Joke, 5 in the morning, I’m missing you throw (Grahh, Grahh)
Ayy yo, bae put the knocks in ‘ya purse, opps come on bro I throw first (Uh Huh, Grahh, Grahh)
Iced out wrist and my fingers is blinging, If I see a [?] I’m leaning
Let’s spin through the ‘Rey with like 2, 4 Chops
Pussy boy talking gotta stop, like, On Bro, Grahh (Pussy boy talking gotta stop, like, like what)
[Verse 2: Edot Babyy]
Talk on bro, then I’m upping this chop
He tried to run, I threw shot after shot (Rrah, Rrah)
Like, they know what we do on that block
Check on the scores, like we up on the opp
Like, lil’ Rah got clapped in the Uber, I cannot lack in the cab I’m a shooter (Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah)
Tried to get up on me, but you can’t, he tried to front, but I clicked on his mans (At All)
Like stop totin’ them knocks that jam (Facts)
SevSideK, spin that shit like a fan
Like DD with me, know Brodie gon’ blam
Everything for Notti, we do what we can (Do what we can)
Try to make it, I follow the man, like if you was him be part of the plan
Caught a opp, like Ricky he ran
Ima spin through the 2’s, we gon’ chill on the land (Chill on the land)
Grahh, off the perk, bitch I get in my feelings (Get in my feelings)
I was broke so I think about killing (think about killing)
Opp thot tried to line me I ain’t with it, Ima shoot first, when I slide ima finish (Ahhhh, yea, yea, yea)
(Grahh, off the perk, bitch I get in my feelings
I was broke so I think about killing
Opp thot tried to line me I ain’t with it, Ima shoot first, when I slide ima finish)
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